Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. The solos were revealing, sensual and moody. Capes had the gift of easy, unaffected writing, coupled with very clear and logical thinking, and to follow his written thought gave her the sensation of cutting things with a perfectly new, perfectly sharp knife. He was out of breath, and spoke in broken sentences. What his head conceived his hand executed. It would be an ice storm by midnight if it did not let up.
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